The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-05-12
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LILLIAN REMRERT;
A YOUNG. GIRLS STRANGE EXPERIENCE.
for The WEEKLY SENTINEL By Mrs. T. E. Ans Of Granville
County ~ c., Author Of "Am american Prince" Poems, Etc
CHAPTER XIV. Continued. J

CHAPlER IA V. (COnt1nue0.)
ssI went straight to Mrs. Barron's
room, startled, and wondering. There
was her bed, untenanted, and had
evidently not been disturbed since
the day before, as magazine which
she had been reading was laid open
upon the bed as if forgotten. [
looked on the bureau and there lay
two notes, folded but not sealed. One
was addressed to "Dr. Barron" and
the other to myself. I told Inkey
to "bring in the breakfast, and ar
range Miss Winnie's." Then [ read
my note, which contained these
words:
eMIss Lillian REMBERT As you have
assumed the place OF Mistress of my house,
I leave you to your paramour and his crazy
step-daughter, wishing you much joy of both.
L also present you precious legacy, his
child Lula, who never cared for her mother !;
and / cannot say that there was any love
lost ON the other side. My present abode
can be of no concern to you, SO it is not ne
cessary for me to give you my address.
Yours lovingly,
C. D. B.'
The horrible falsehood-the bit
ter insult of these awfnl words
overpowered me for moment then
/ took the other note, and pale and
trembling with anger and horror,
rushed into the presence of the hus-
band, who was also insulted and dis
honored by the wretched woman
who mad borne the sacred name of
wife! He was still on the porch,
and [ placed the note in his hand,
he took it with a bewildered look
and read it, then he turned it over,
looked at the address, and read it
again. 1 then gave him the one
addressed to myself, which he also
read, and then grating his teeth,
dashed it upon the floor with fear
full but suppressed oath.
Just at this juncture, Philip Ster-
ling and DIR. Walker came galloping
up on horseback, and quickly alight-
ing, fastened the horses at the side
of the gate and came up into the
porch, where | still stood like one
dazed. [ had not spoken a word
nor changed my position, and Philip,
seeing my palid face and unusual ap-
pearance, said at once, "What is the
matter, Cousin Lillian ?"
DIR. Barron answered for me by
thrusting the two notes into his hand
saying, "read," and then added as
he saw the flush on Philips face:
F" You need not be surprised.
Philip, after what happened two
years ago." Then he went on:
'1 was drunken fool when ]
married her, and but for the vile in
suit to Miss Rembert, / should say
it was the best thing that could have
happened"
sfYou are right Doctor sale
Philip, "I am glad you can take thai
view of it," Then to me he said
SsDon't look so distressed, Lillian
if the woman had believed the liz
she writes, do you suppose she woulo
have given her child into your care:
Why don't you see that it is only al
excuse to cover her own wickedness
and to get her child out of her way
and into safe hands ?'
The notes were then handed tt
DR.. Walker, who had gone to TIL
other end Of the porch, and afte
reading them he said:
"I happened to know this woman
before she became Mrs. Barron.
had curious experience with he
in New York, but the story is no
exactly the thing to be related il
Miss. Rembert's presence"
Then Philip led me into the sit
ting room, and [ burst into food O
tears.
sDon't cry, little Cousin" he said
soothingly. "But," he continued
S1 reckon its the best thing after al
that you can do, for tears are some
times relief, even to man. I viii
light my cigar with that vile note
and that will be the end of that; bu
what about your precious legacy?
It was well that he mentioned tn
child, for I had for the time for
gotten her very existence lit
tle thing! She was worse than moth
erless, and my heart bled for hel
even as it had done for poor Winnie
when T knew that she was crnell,
whipped and half-starved, and fe'
upon opiates, and constantly tor
tured by the order Of that dreadful